December 2010
My 'rentals were discussing Cal's antics when this...
Dad: Who brought you into the house, again?
Me: I'm pretty sure that's you fault, dad.
Dad: Don't be ridiculous, it takes two to tango.
Calcifer: Whaddya mean, "tango", you just made a donation!
Me: -face palm-
Mum: No more FLE classes for you, young man!
My parents scare me. Especially the day after...
First off, happy Christmakwanzuka (funny, spell check didn’t underline that one. Lol) to all, even though it’s late. I’m all stiff this morning because Cal and I were playing Sports Champions with our new PSMove, and I didn’t get a chance to take a shower after finishing up the Gladiator Duels because dad is working on the gas lines, thenkyouverrymuch. But, granted, that...
I wonder if I can put this as a warm-up... Nah,...
“Cucumbers have wicked souls.”
-SecretAgentBob, and me for the last two days.
I’ve decided that a friend of mine, Jareth the Goblin King- no, not the guy played by David Bowie, though Jareth almost always wears tight pants- is a cucumber. Mainly because he has a wicked soul, but also because… Um… You know, I’m not really sure.
Anywho, I’ve...
This Is Why I Prefer To Keep My Emotions Under...
So I’ve decided that Eric has issues. Partially because he himself admitsnto having a broken soul, and partially because he doesn’t seem to understand that telling someone their longtime crush doesn’t care about them may end up sending them spiraling into depression. Just a tip, for those clueless guys out there: never tell a girl you don’t care about them. Actually, never...
After School Fiasco!
This is just perfect. The one day school let’s out early, mum has to reschedule my physical therapy appointment because she’s supposed to go to dad’s work party. I was so looking forward to walking in the snow (and possibly throwing snowballs at the twins- as payback for all the times they’ve given me migraines), but noooooo… Mum picks me up in the middle of a history...
Excellent, My Friend Thought I Hated Him.
So a good friend of mine (Hola, risingdragon) Has, over the course of two days, lost about half of his friends. I am of the oppinion that he will regain about half of those, and the rest of them don’t deserve to be in his awesome presence.
At any rate, life is good. Writing goes on. Homework still makes me break out in hives. I found another blog to follow, bringing my total up to two.
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Birthday Party
So I’m here at my brother’s friend’s birthday party, with nothing better to do than blog. Honestly, I might as well have stayed home, only that would be rude and I really don’t feel like doing my French homework. Besides, they always have excellent food.
At any rate, My mother decided to get me play-doh to help excersise my finger.
Mum: Guess what I got you? Play-doh!
...
Breakfast
I’ve managed to beat Ace in the “cool breakfast” department (sorry, Ace, but tea and cookies beats cheesecake. End of.) while not truly being aware of how much work I have to do today. Seeing as I procrastinated all of yesterday and the day before, I now have to do all my AP history notes today. Shouldn’t be too much fun, but I can always intersperse it with trips to the...
So... Tired... Must... Sleep....
Gak, I’m tired enough to sleep for a month. I’m having several simultaneous sugar, caffeine, and possibly carbonated-beverage-related crashes simultaneously. I’m so tired, trying to fall asleep just wipes me out.
I did manage to get away with a large tin of cookies, though. Seeing as I’ve had enough sugar for a lifetime, they should still be fully intact by Monday, when I...
The Voices Want To Talk... I Am So Getting Kicked...
Ivy: So you think you're getting kicked off Tumblr for letting us ramble? Well, we might as well let you down...
Sudo: Besides, this is our time to shine. Let us be freaks, yes, but kind freaks all the same.
Asher: Yo, peeps, ignore the two dimwits above. They don't know the meaning of "freak".
Ivy: So you admit you are one?
Asher: I admitted nothing of the sort.
Willow: Oh, leave him alone, Ivy. He's never done anything to you.
Ivy: B.S.!! He is such an a** to the rest of us. He only let's you get off because you've been sleeping with him...
Willow: I resent that!
Amber: I resent homework.
Sudo: ... Slightly out of context, but okay.
Asher: *Sits back and watches as people fight over him*
Ivy: ... And besides, watching you two flirt is discusting enough, I don't need to hear you go at it while I'm trying to sleep-
Willow: Then don't eavesdrop!
Ivy: I'm not trying to! You guys are just so loud-
Sudo: You two do alias this argument is only serving to amuse Asher, and is otherwise not going anywhere, right?
Willow: Stuff it, fruit! I'm finally getting the chance to drill some sense into my dear sister's head! I will not have you ruining this!!
Sudo: *Sigh* I should have known. Willow can't help but hate Ivy, and vice versa. I can only hope Amber hasn't noticed what they're yelling about...
Amber: Hey, Sudo, why are Willow and Ivy screaming at eachothe about roosters?
Sudo: You have got to be kidding me...
Ah, Life...
Seeing as I keep failing at Snail Mail, which is possibly the most bizarre idea for an iPhone game in existence, I decided to waste my time blogging. What about, I have no idea. But I’m sure it’ll come to me eventually.
Like perhaps I’ll talk about how my dad’s turning off the water for about three hours- so I can’t use the bathroom at all. Or make myself coffee,...
Ah, Irony...
I woke up this morning with one thought on my mind: why is it that the moment I start a blog to discuss my life, Sam suddenly decides to know that I’m practically in love with him and proceeds to tell my friend, not me, that he only thinks of me as a sister. It’s like something out of a Bad Romance novel (pun intended). The voices then decided to make a rather random appearance.
...
Gave Presents, Recieved Hugs.
So I gave Samneric their birthday presents today after school (after scolding Sam for not showing up on time, as I’d asked him to do on Facebook yesterday) (obviously I was playing with him) (not like that). I hope they like them— I made them open them at home instead of in front of me, seeing as I’m a coward and I’m afraid they’ll hate me for making them something so...
DONE!!! DONE WITH B-DAY PRESENTS!!!!! TEH EPICNESS...
So I’m obviously high *sarcasm*. I somehow managed to finish Samneric’s presents before 7:00, and I still have time to eat/do homework/take a shower before bedtime (9:00 on most days) (this is self-imposed, not a household rule). I just have to get off the computer…
Chyeah, like that’s ever going to happen.
O.o my mum just found a notebook I’ve been looking for for...
Excellent. I Forgot The Twins' Birthday(s). What A...
December 9th. They were supposed to light the White House’s Christmas tree today, but I thinhk they postponned it until Monday. Great gift to give Samneric, Democraps and Republicreeps. So I’ve taken it upon myself to give them a decent birthday this year.
(Well, that, and I didn’t give them anything last year, AND they probably won’t bother to keep in touch after they...
Google vs. Yahoo War: My Battles
So, through the influence of MLIA, I have decided to join in this Google vs. Yahoo war. It has become so addicting for me that I figured I’d take notes… And so I ended up with this:
Yahoo: frogs are green
Google: frogs are mammals
Yahoo: mimes are cool
Google: mimes are creepy
Yahoo: yahoo is stupid
Google: yahoo is republican
Yahoo: google is better than yahoo
Google:...
Must Start Christmas Presents... After I Blog A...
Since I’ve decided I’m going to make my friends notebooks for Christmas, and because today is the first day where I have almost no homework due the next day, I can start on the next round of booklets. Granted, not everyone is on the present list, so some people will be left out, but I hope I can make enough people happy this year that nobody (or, well, almost nobody) feels too...
This is just a test, people...
Hey, y’alls. I’m trying to see if Tumblr connects to Facebook. Let’s see if this works!
So I'm Sam's Little Sister... Goddammit.
So, according to Lucy(previously know as /b/), Sam only thinks of me as a sister. I have a serious issue with that. For one, how can we be siblings if we have different ‘rentals? For another, he looks like chocolate milk. I look like sandpaper. How on earth could we possibly be siblings?
(Obviously I’m ranting, but I do have a bit of an issue with that. Sam also seems to know...
Reblog if you would like (1) extrememly random and...
-internecine-:
Unanswerable?
Whoa guys, did you know that Justin Bieber is in...
alyaae:
I heard he fell off a ladder trying to reach puberty.
Ah, Dumblerore....
Dumbledore: Your Mother is a *****ing******Laura Mimsum******** Adminvenium**************Tragollaw*******Hippopotamus************* Rebublican**************** and Daniel Ratcliffe***************** With a Bucket of**************** And a Castle Far Away Where No One Can Here You **********************Soup************ With a Bucket of************** Mickey Mouse************* and A Stick of...
I hereby declare this blog post to be named...
So I’m watching my little brother, Calcifer, play LBP. I don’t really like playing, myself, but the music’s pretty good, and it’s rather relaxing to just sit here and laugh at Cal’s epic fails. Granted, he doesn’t epically fail too often, but when he does it tends to be side-stitchingly hysterical. (Is “side-stitchingly” even a word?)
I...
Day Two = Not Cool.
Right. Now I’ve somehow managed to run myself into a corner where I must write an essay, take notes on about thirty pages of history, and do all of my chemistry homework in one day.
So obviously this is me procrastinating. Yes, of course I’m smart. I simply choose to pretend not to be.
Sadly, I do not know how many people are following me, only I’m not sure I want some people...
O.o A blog? Written by me? Nah... Wait....
So I’ve decided to keep a blog. (The moment I wrote that the voices in my head started screaming “APOCALYPSE!!!!” I still have no idea what that’s supposed to mean.)
But I’ve also decided that while pretending to be anonymous is impractical, lying to keep secrets is immoral. (The voices in my head are still screaming “APOCALYPSE!!!!” I’d be...